After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

Chapter 108 Why is that dog so noble!
Assistant director Zhang Yin's expression changed immediately.

The voice was sullen: "I have something to do at nine o'clock, so I'm talking about it now? The stage background here has just been set up, and the recording is probably after eight o'clock. How can I finish recording him before nine o'clock when I reset the scene?"

"He has been given the most generous treatment. We funded the stage. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He just comes to the pre-recorded show in the afternoon to sing, and then he doesn't have to wait for the live broadcast to go directly to the stage. Even one of them is determined... We have already done it. What's going on up to this point!"

People can't be seen.

The star-eyed lady who was soft-spoken just now.

In a blink of an eye, he turned into an emotionally unstable wage earner who was tortured by Party A until he became irritable.

Zhang Yin was furious and went into a rage, "What about others! I'll tell them!"

On the other side tremblingly said: "It's... not here yet..."

... even more irritating!
Zhang Yin, who was on the verge of being patient, couldn't bear it anymore, and began to scold the street: "Remote command before you come? Do you really think of yourself as the emperor? What does he want? Order everyone to run and die? Do nothing and wait." Come over and record directly? Then leave after recording?"

"No matter how bad the song is, we won't be begging for help! Where's the director? What does he mean..."

obviously.

Because of that Ji Ge, the scene that was originally planned to pre-record buried was a mess.

The staff ran away.

Gu Nanci was left in place for a moment.

Adhering to the idea of ​​never being tired, I consciously found a seat under the stage to sit and wait.

"Ji Ge?...It sounds familiar." Gu Nanci muttered to himself while drinking the jujube health tea that Li Lan Guian made for her in the thermos before leaving the house.

Qian Yueliu on the side: "..."

"The music festival before you, the song "Killing", the rap is someone else's."

Gu Nanci suddenly said: "Oh! I said it!"

"...Little devil, I didn't say that, if you really want to hang out in Laiyu, you should learn some common sense from seniors as soon as possible." Qian Yueliu said with a helpless expression, "Otherwise, I won't know how to offend anyone when we meet in the future."

Gu Nanci waved his hand: "It's okay, let them make up for me in the future."

Qian Yueliu: "..."

!!!

Fine.

Mad Cub.

Qian Yueliu was tired, but he didn't pay attention to these pedantic concepts at first, he didn't force it, and he followed the artist's own development.

When you hit a wall, you know it hurts.

At the pre-recording scene, there were a few assistant directors and assistants who kept negotiating, and the rest fell into a standstill.

From time to time one can hear surrounding conversations.

"What's the matter? Are you still recording or not? Stop here and wait?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, the director is getting angry about it!"

"Damn it, is Ji Ge looking for trouble? The order of the show was set early in the morning, and the stage was set up! He changed the time temporarily?"

"Fucking me is the worst!" The props team leader gritted his teeth, "His stage background was the most complicated and luxurious in the audience, and he set aside two hours for the afternoon. What happened? He wants to change the time!"

The props team leader put his hips on his hips and sprayed: "Is the recording finished before nine o'clock? My mother may not have time to dismantle it before nine o'clock and put on a new one! Is he the only one who is awesome? He doesn't care about whether others will run or not if he just says a word." Broken leg!"

All around persuaded: "Calm down, calm down, alas, isn't it just for the ratings to look better this time? Who will make people angry? Besides, our guest list has been released, and more than half of the fans who came to watch outside People's..."

"Then you can't bully people like this!"

"Don't talk about changing the time now, it's good to be able to record! If it's really too late, if there is a random program group over there because the arrangement is unreasonable and the recording cannot be made, then there is no way to redress the grievances, and the old blood vomits to death... "

"It can't be too much! It's obviously their problem——"

"Oh, don't be naive, others don't know how the song fell in the first place, but us old people don't know? It's because of those shameless..."

Involved in the secret, the voice gradually lowered.

offstage.

Qian Yueliu tutted, shook his head, looked at the chaotic program group, squinted his eyes and said a meaningful sentence:
"Hey, I can't keep it if I force it."

Gu Nanci glanced at him, frowned and said, "What do you mean, then Ji Ge won't come?"

Qian Yueliu's pupils constricted, as if surprised by Gu Nanci's cleverness, but he didn't expect to understand the meaning of the conversation in a second.

Immediately shaking his head like a rattle drum, he denied it solemnly: "I didn't say that! Don't talk nonsense!"

Gu Nanci was speechless and rolled his eyes.

Over there, it seems that there is a result of the discussion.

I saw Zhang Yin holding the mobile phone, going to the corner to talk with the other side.

helpless workers.

Even if the last second was so angry that he breathed fire and vowed to kill Party A, idiot.

The next second the phone was connected, he had to change into a smiling mask and humbly beg:

"Hello? Teacher Ji Ge, I'm Xiaozhang who was in touch with you before the song. If this is the case, can you see...ah no...then it will be a little later..."

As soon as the request was made, Changzhu, who was one level lower than Zhang Yin, came to inform Gu Nanci, saying that her pre-recording had been postponed due to unexpected circumstances.

The work team, who had just witnessed being utterly scolded by the artist, was obviously nervous when they came to communicate with the artist.

However, Gu Nanci seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and replied very eloquently: "It's okay, then I will go back to the backstage first, and I will notify you when I can record it."

Didn't expect such kindness.

Chang Zhu was obviously taken aback, then confronted that flourishing beauty, and fell into a longer silence.

Compare it with this face.

……Oh shit!Ji Ge, what is so noble about that dog thing!
There was a lot of complaints at the scene.

Originally, the buried stage had been set up for recording, but because Ji Ge didn’t have enough time, he dismantled it directly, and then desperately rushed to work on Ji Ge’s stage set for singing and dancing.

Everyone's recording time is also pushed backwards in sequence.

Moreover, the live fans who could have come in to watch the pre-recorded stage according to the reality were also forced to stay outside, and waited hard.

Because this scene was pre-recorded by buried.

So what is actually waiting is the audience who are about to watch Gu Nanci's stage.

After returning to the lounge, Gu Nan asked Qian Yueliu to buy some boxes of water and food, and distributed them to the people waiting outside for buried pre-recording.

It's not expensive, but it's a treat anyway.

Even, they may not be her fans.

It is estimated that more people watching the excitement and fans of other artists came to line up to pass the time - after all, I came all the way in the morning, and I didn't see a sign with my name on it.

But since she chooses to watch her stage, she has to be responsible, even if it is a little care.

Even though it wasn't even her fault for the turn of events.

Unexpectedly, Qian Yueliu, who has always been stingy, was uncharacteristically this time, and went all out to buy it. Even after Gu Nanci said that he paid for it at his own expense, the usual poor ghost did not ask for reimbursement this time.

However, when it was approaching nine o'clock, Qian Yueliu poked at Gu Nanci who was lying on the table and finally fell into a light sleep for a few minutes:
"Wake up, wake up, I guess it's almost time for you, let's cheer up in advance! Perform well then!"

Gu Nanci, who had just woken up, faded away from his usual provocative edge, like a freshly baked glutinous rice dumpling, harmless and cute, making people rub rua into his arms.

The ending sound is lazy and glued together, soft and sticky, casually asked: "Where is the recording finished?"

Qian Yueliu's speechless voice was as expected by Lao Tzu:

"Record a fart, it is about to be dismantled again."

(End of this chapter)